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591 pages, Hardcover
First published November 5, 2002
“Thine husband?” Despite his horror, de Vega had the sense to keep his voice to a whisper. “Lying minx, thou saidst thou wert a widow!”
“Well, I would be, if he were dead,” she answered, her tone absurdly reasonable.
(On cures for impotence)
“And have you a physic for the infirmity in’s firmity?”
“I’ll pray for you,” Shakespeare said.
“Belike ’twill do me no lasting harm,” Marlowe answered.
“I thank you,” he said grudgingly. “I’d thank you more had you come sooner.”
“There’s the difference ’twixt our sexes,” Kate agreed, her voice sweet.